That Day at the Whitney...

Well, I'm still at AIR7's and it looks like I'm staying over again... My mom doesn't want me taking the train back too late..

The exhibit at the Whitney today was really great-- Duane Hanson. It was super-realism. Statues. Every piece had an air of melancholy and each figure was trapped in its station and life. Also, the people looking at them seemed to become art themselves and it allowed everyone to be seen in a different way.

I'm just so damned exhausted that I can't even really express what I mean...